A Headache Tomorrow (Or a Heartache Tonight)
Well, if the whiskey doesn't get me, I know the memories will
'Cause you left a hole in my heart, that's too deep to fill
But a drink or two, maybe three or four, for a while you're out of sight
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome and high as a kite
When you can't win for losing, you know it's just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
No matter which one you choose you lose, I know which one I'll take
When the sun comes up tomorrow, something's gonna ache
If I could take a pill to kill the pain, I know I'm gonna be all right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome, and high as a kite
When you can't win for losing, you know it's just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome, abd high as a kite
When you can't win for losing, you know it's just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight...
'Cause you left a hole in my heart, that's too deep to fill
But a drink or two, maybe three or four, for a while you're out of sight
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome and high as a kite
When you can't win for losing, you know it's just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
No matter which one you choose you lose, I know which one I'll take
When the sun comes up tomorrow, something's gonna ache
If I could take a pill to kill the pain, I know I'm gonna be all right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome, and high as a kite
When you can't win for losing, you know it's just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome, abd high as a kite
When you can't win for losing, you know it's just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight...
Credits
Writer(s): Chick Rains
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